Remember: everything Loire says is made up.

Loireโ€™s head was swimming as she adjusted to her new acquired vision. What came into her view was a room where the floor was covered with tiles, a window behind her and she was in a water puddle which was somehow closed in by a small wall. โ€œThis is probably what humans call a bathtubโ€, she pondered. Then she looked down at her now human like body, excited about achieving such a beautiful thing.